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Heavy guns: jasmine, cinnamon, nutmeg and clove. According to the principle "double holds better", which actually applies here. Obsession is dominant, daring, expressive, heavy. There is everything in it that smells somehow like the Orient. An intense composition. Strong sillage that drops to a tolerable level much too late. Durability: ditto.

I understand everyone who likes it. Or rather, I understand what the fascination and attraction of Obsession lies. I know what you guys like about it. Both from the factual description and the personal memories.

Personally, I don't like it at all. Sorry. To me, unfortunately, he comes across as:

- Loud.
- Intolerant.
- Intrusive.
- Embarrassing.
- Strikes out widely at everything in its vicinity.
- Yells things like "You're not supposed to have other scents next to me!" all the time
- Biggest threat to the other coats in the coat rack.
- The Donald Trump of fragrances.

Please continue to make these delicious spices into nothing but miracle trees, gingerbread and incense. That's where they belong. Or maybe still in the flavored fruit tea blend "Adventstraum" .

I can't possibly leave the house now. Have to take a shower and do the laundry first.

It starts with pepper and vanilla, plus something green, like tender fresh moss in the forest. Something slightly synthetic and a small citrus touch are also there. And a minty minimum. The fragrance intensity of the sillage is high for the first 15 minutes, but then goes away quickly.

After 30 minutes, the scent stays as is. Super pleasant. Likeable. Clear. so well composed that I can not really sniff him apart into individual notes. Warm, serious, elegant, brown. I'll put it this way: in the mountain range of fragrances, there's a little-traveled mountain pass between "barely smoky" and "barely powdery". It runs through the mountains at a rather low altitude. At the highest point, which is the pass, you have an overwhelming panoramic view of close to a dozen very famous peaks. Unfortunately, there's no one around to tell you their names. But there is a souvenir shop that sells you Roi d`Orient as a souvenir.

An oriental fragrance I imagine yet different. For this, Roi d`Orient lacks the dominant, expressive spices. This fragrance reminds me of something completely different: Africa! More precisely, the highlands of southern Africa. And not just the stereotypical sunset photo. Also radiant bright warmth and calm, as well as powerful thundershowers.

Too bad: after 5 hours, the intensity drops off. But then you have the champagne reception and the opera visit already behind you. Once briefly re-spray is no problem, because the tiny Flaköngchen fits into the smallest inside pocket of your jacket.

A spicy-sweet fragrance. I think it fits insanely well for black African men. Of course, for all other dark guys too. Not suitable for blondes in my opinion.

An elegant gentleman, 30-55 years old, wears a suit, expensive shoes and Roi d'Orient.

I've always been really into fresh, sporty, younger, tart scents. Apparently, now that I'm almost 50, I'm just discovering the orientals. Right now! How silly! Spring is starting after all and these are winter scents!

But no - this one is oriental and still a bit fresh.

Intense sillage right at the start, but it goes away in 10 minutes and hands over to darker tones. Like a little purple with plum jam and Earl Grey. But not feminine.

Besides my personal very sensitive perception, I also like to rely on the judgment of my daughter. She is in her mid-twenties and does so in passing, does not deal with fragrance pyramid, heart note, and what else you slowly teach me there so in technical terms. "Dad, that's n super perfume" or "yes great, that fits" or even a more or less contemptuous Naserümpfen "is not your style".

This week, for example, I brought her a sample (women's perfume sample, came with a delivery of men's perfume, thank you) - she just immediately unraveled this cardboard thing, sniffed and said "boah noe, that's for old ladies", and away, and ready.

Enough digressing. 2 spritzes of Iconic on my neck, went to her after 20 minutes, and she said "dad, that's n super perfume".

With this, she convinces me. Only the Parfumo community remains unenlightened behind the barrier, so to speak, and therefore still gets the following info:

After an hour, it goes down to a warm balanced fragrance, brownish light yellow, vanilla, and pretty mainstream. I like it! With perfume, mainstream is perfectly OK for me, just not with a lot of other things.

Yes, Iconic definitely has an oriental flair. Not exactly India, but at least Kazakhstan. Some cinnamon, lavender, vanilla among other aromatic spices still unknown to me.

Particularity: even after hours always comes out of nowhere just for a second a tiny citro wind in my nose. As if someone would run past me, who just halves a lime with a very blunt knife. Then I raise my wrist to that very nose and: No, it's not there anymore. And then it comes back repeatedly for a moment anyway. Brilliant. I find that very delightful!

The durability: Unfortunately, only so to the 5-6 hours. For me, rather important. I think the more durable a perfume is, the better and less stingy it is made. And I do not have to take it with me to re-spray!

Overall, a compelling fragrance. Well invented, beautifully composed. Not flashy, not inconspicuous. Small bottle (30ml) for a small price at flaconi or ezebra. May I recommend to every man between 20 and 60 to try. Since one makes in no case a mistake and plunges into no financial crisis.

Recommendable. And the bottle I like megagut.

So that you do not think, I have something to criticize Cabal, right up front this:
This fragrance is really good! Has what, and I recommend very happy.

I give times my personal script in minutes after spraying on again:

1. Minute: I'm sitting on the bus and the woman in front of me has drunk liquor. Oh no - - she just disinfects her hands with stuff from a transparent plastic vial.

5. Minute: Into my nose rises a purple dark hiss from my wrists.

15. Minute: I think the neighbors across the backyard are cooking red cabbage today. Pleasant and fitting association with the purple dark from ten minutes ago.

18. Minute: I open the shoe box from Salamander and take the paper off the new light beige leather loafers.

20. Minute: On the windowsill are still the carnations from the weekend. They need fresh water.

25. Minute: That dumpster where the flower shop disposes of its leftovers went unclaimed again. It's way over there, though, two corners away.

60. Minute: I removed the spice packet from the gravy and threw it away. Wrapped in a thick plump dark brown fur coat, I meet my widowed daughters at the frozen park pond. Juliette Gréco was going to come, too, but is said to have passed away.

120. Minute: Now the scent has come to itself. A warm, ripe, tart, balanced vanilla note stays that way from now on. This is a very good anticlimax, towards which the whole thing has developed rather unexpectedly.

Summary: To me, this smells oriental and sweetly round. After the ups and downs of the first hour or two, a good-natured men's fragrance. Nothing for the youngest, nothing for the oldest.

I recommend it for men so between 25 and 55. Also for ladies of any age. But only with the application of a little too flashy lipstick (I mean only the ladies, thank you).

Dosage: don't take too little. Seems a little thin.

Basically: fine combo of Orient, past, present, and winter landscape. Overall, it smells a bit like a 14-day trial that you still have to unlock to enjoy all the features.

On another note, I think this scent is suitable for fat people. No idea why.

For under 10 euros an absolute blast. I like to take him, especially if I do not have to get out immediately after application, but can arten until the warm heart has developed.

It seems to be the lavender, which is perfectly mixed with other spices here. Lavender can be soooo dominant, but here he is taken heartily by the hand of his companions and gets a good-natured gag, so that he can not roar to the fore...

But I should start from the beginning! So. to preface this: I'm not a professional, especially I can't name the fragrance notes with any certainty. But I do have a very fine nose.

The Eau pour homme was a blind purchase, already my third from Armand Basi. I also discovered the brand on vacation, must have been so 2007 or 2008.

The bottle: Goes so, lies well in the hand, only this blue plastic cladding seems rather cheap. But I do not care. The fragrance I wear all day on the body with me around, the bottle remains at home and no one looks at him.

Very fresh, tart, kind of fleeting entry that reminds me of lavender and watermelon. I think it's called "aquatic" here. A strong wake-up call in the morning, as if your perfume wants to wish you a happy start to the day. It's only in the first 20 minutes that this pungent sillage is there. Convenient: if you go out shortly after application, your clothes get a pleasant fragrance touch.

After that, the fragrance screws down significantly in strength, but remains masculine fresh. Although no soap note is in it, you smell the whole day somehow freshly washed. What I like especially well: the fragrance is composed quite round. I can - for lack of experience - not call the components all by name.

What a perfume must do for me, is here but optimally implemented: None of the ingredients pushes itself into the foreground, but they all create a new harmonious togetherness. Like a good mixed choir, in which you can hear that different voices are there, but no single one is more conspicuous than the others or even drowns them out. Especially the discreet role of the lavender, as described at the beginning, is downright masterful. Lavender and discreet? Yes, it works! I wouldn't have thought so. In addition, in tiny amounts "woody", "spicy", "powdery", "celery" - all just above the perceptual limit and you have to sniff carefully for the individual nuances. I really enjoy this.

The durability is quite excellent. The fragrance has reached its long plateau phase after 2 hours at the latest, and he lingers on the whole day. You just have to keep the minimum amount in the morning. So please dose significantly bolder than other perfumes.
I do 6 spritzes on the skin. For me, this is already very much. I do not want to make my fellow men by a Wumms fragrance cloud on me.

If you want a sillage fresh kick in between, you can 1x briefly re-spray. But that's just for fun and enjoyment of the fragrance and not necessary.

The color I associate with the fragrance is light greenish yellow. It reminds me to a small part also very very remotely of what is wafting in the air in the men's perfume department of Karstadt.... Perhaps you know what I mean by that. Some will find it awful, I, on the other hand, love it.

Overall: For me a super composition, fresh-light-unobtrusive and tart. I would recommend it for athletic men, up to about 50 years. It is something for lively types. No sweetness, no opanote, nothing biting. Office-appropriate. I love it. You call it arbitrary, maybe you're right. I call it harmonious. Online quite inexpensive to reorder, around 25 euros are very well invested.